Every little girl looks up to their father. My father has always been a salt of the earth blue-collar worker with a hidden gift that he never got the chance to share, and my admiration for my dad and his gift led me to publish this book. His gift of poetry is one that found its way onto scraps of the back of warehouse orders while he worked long days in the warehouse. I encouraged him to keep those scraps for decades, and those scraps were woven into a beautiful finished work for all to love and enjoy. With each poem is a corresponding photo that I've taken to complement his work with my own.